My spirit appeared on the road to exile, and I was treated as an ancestor.

Chapter 158 What exactly did the ancestors see in their grandson?

Around the campfire were the same five people, plus Gu Xingzhao, who was out of sight of everyone.

Lu Xingyao pretended not to see them, looking down at the eight skewers of meatballs and six large chicken wings that he was about to grill, thinking that as long as he couldn't see them, he didn't need to share them with them.

After all, there's only so little food; it's barely enough to fill me up if I eat it all myself. If I share it, it won't even be enough to fill a tooth gap.

Don't say that I, as a junior, am not filial. Just now, I didn't see my elders give me any of that fish.

By this time, the meatballs and meat were cooked through, especially the chicken wings, which were sizzling with oil and exuding a wonderful aroma.

Many people around stood up and looked around, wondering to themselves, "Where is that delicious smell coming from? It doesn't smell like grilled fish!"

Lu Xingyao licked his lips. He preferred his food to be a little charred, so he wasn't in a hurry to eat it and would wait a while.
But just then, one of the eight skewers of meatballs suddenly "disappeared," and one chicken wing was also missing!
Lu Xingyao was stunned for a moment, then immediately realized that the ancestor had followed them.
Since graduating from university, Gu Xingzhao has only enjoyed barbecues, a dish that's more fun when shared with a group. Smelling the fragrant meatballs, he mentally gave Lu Xingyao a thumbs up. "He's got the skills; he grills them really well. If this were a modern street stall, it would definitely be a hit."

At this moment, Lu Yang and the others had already reached out their hands. The three brothers took three skewers of meatballs and two chicken wings, while Lu Qing took a chicken wing by himself.

Lu Xingyao was stunned when half of what was in front of him disappeared!
"???"

Without even asking, they just took it by force?
He was furious, his face flushed red, and he gritted his teeth: This is outrageous!

The next second, Lu Xingyao grabbed all the skewers of meatballs and the remaining chicken wings that were still grilling and took a bite of a meatball, which burned him so much that he gasped for breath.

Lu Qing was eating chicken wings when he saw his grandson's behavior and almost laughed in anger: "How pathetic! I wonder who he learned it from."

Lu Zhou quickly finished the meatballs, looked at his son, and coughed, only to see that his son appeared deaf and blind. "..."

It's just some food. When things get better at home, I, as his father, can just give it back to him however much he eats. Why make such a fuss? Sigh.

Lu Xingyan ate slowly, still leisurely eating the chicken wings.

After eating a skewer of meatballs and a chicken wing, Lu Yang put his left hand on his nephew's shoulder and stretched out his right hand in front of his nephew, saying meaningfully, "Nephew, we're all family. Eating alone isn't a good habit."

After hesitating for a while, Lu Xingyao scrambled the last dumpling in his hand and put it into Lu Yang's outstretched hand.

Lu Yang's face darkened. His nephew clearly had so much food in his hand, yet he only gave his own uncle one piece.
Seeing this, Lu Zhou withdrew his outstretched hand, just in case he only managed to get one.
Let's wait a little longer.

Lu Xingyao happily munched on a chicken wing, thinking: Nobody will get anything from me again!
Just as he was thinking this, Gu Xingzhao moved closer to him, reached out and touched the skewers of meatballs and chicken wings in his hand, picked out a large chicken wing, and tentatively tugged at the twig with the chicken wing on it, as well as a skewer of meatballs, signaling Lu Xingyao to let go.

Lu Xingyao, who had just been holding his head high, looked at the swaying chicken wing and, under everyone's gaze, silently let go of it.

I almost forgot about our ancestors.

Taking advantage of Lu Xingyao's moment of loosening his grip, Lu Yang quickly snatched a chicken wing from his hand and then ran away. Despite his weight, he was quite agile.

Seeing this, Lu Zhou subconsciously glanced at his son. The moment their eyes met, he saw his son gather the food tightly, as if guarding against a thief.

His temple throbbed, and he asked seriously, "Who are you trying to protect yourself from?!"

Lu Zhou is a man who cares about his reputation; he would never do something like his younger brother stealing food.

Lu Zhou got up and walked to his son's side.

Gu Xingzhao, who was chewing on a meatball, looked up when she heard the noise, her eyes full of anticipation. She had seen Lu Yang snatching food just now; was he, as the father, going to imitate his younger brother and steal his son's food?
Lu Xingyao silently clutched the food in his hands and quickened his eating pace, his cheeks puffing out.

Under the watchful eyes of several people, Lu Zhou stretched out his hand to Lu Xingyao and said in a deep voice, "Give me a chicken wing."

Gu Xingzhao was choked and coughed violently. He thought the man was going to rob him, but it turned out he was taking it by force!
Lu Qing and Lu Xingyan, who were standing nearby, were both startled. What was wrong with their ancestor?
Lu Xingyao laughed in exasperation: "."

He could refuse if the father tried to snatch the food directly, since there's no reason for a father to fight with his son for food.

But he just keeps asking me for things. If a father doesn't give in to his son's demands, he'll feel like his spine is being pierced.

Lu Xingyao had no choice but to give away the last chicken wing he had, his face falling, feeling extremely frustrated.

Gu Xingzhao looked at his hands, which were full of food just moments ago, but now only had two skewers of meatballs left. He felt so sorry for him. Children will always be children; they eat slowly and can't compete with adults.

She sighed and put the chicken wing she hadn't eaten yet back on the wooden shelf in front of Lu Xingyao.

I'd better go home and eat.

When the dejected Lu Xingyao saw another chicken wing appear on the shelf, he thought he was seeing things. He rubbed his eyes a few times to make sure there really was a chicken wing on the shelf!

The other three pairs of eyes were also fixed on the chicken wing, but no one dared to reach out and take it.

The fact that a chicken wing could suddenly appear at this moment, prominently displayed in front of Lu Xingyao, could only be a gift from their ancestors.

The old man was still craving something, but he couldn't bring himself to fight with his grandson like his second son, nor could he ask his grandson for it with the same confidence as his eldest son.

He watched helplessly as his grandson put the chicken wing into his mouth, and to this day he still can't understand why his ancestors treated this grandson so differently.

In terms of intelligence and talent, how can Sun Tzu compare to himself?

In terms of appearance and figure, the youngest son is the most outstanding, but if we're talking about who's the most likable, it should be the granddaughter, Youtang.

What did our ancestors see in their grandson? It couldn't have been his foolishness.
Impossible, impossible, absolutely impossible.

At this moment, Gu Xingzhao was sitting cross-legged on the ground, his hands supporting his chin, watching Lu Xingyao eat, and he couldn't help but smile.

Wow, she can really eat!

The more familiar she became with Xu Ci'an, the more pleasing Lu Xingyao seemed to her.

Xu Ci'an was just too shrewd. He always seemed unfathomable, especially his eyes, which seemed to be able to see through people's secrets.

The key point is that he exudes a captivating aura, yet he always maintains a serious demeanor, making him seem dangerously abstinent.

Gu Xingzhao looked at Lu Xingyao with a smile, feeling great. People should be a little silly and confused, so that they can get along with each other without feeling pressured.

Lu Xingyao gnawed on a chicken wing, his eyes brimming with tears. His ancestors were still the best to him!
Those so-called fathers, uncles, and grandfathers—none of them were sincere; they just treated me like a servant. What a tragedy!
Gu Xingzhao burst out laughing.

Both pairs of eyes fell on Lu Xingyao.

Lu Qing narrowed his eyes, feeling that his grandson was secretly badmouthing someone.